This is a song about "Katie morris"

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

I don't think you understand me katie, no one does,

We the 93 chicago bulls baby

Guess what ike, im fucking katie

I think i owe you an apology katie, 'cause no one's as cold as me,

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

The kinda person to get katie couric to cursin'

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin